Don't run inside

Did I ever tell you of the time I broke my little toe? No? Ah, man, it's a good story, and as with all good stories, it starts with coffee. I love coffee almost at a romantic level. I get excited to go to sleep not because I want to rest, but because I know that in the morning I get to spring out of bed, fly to the kitchen to flick on the kettle, and minutes later I get to imbibe whatever the…